When the good old faithful alarm went off this morning, I thought “It’s here!” The much awaited Friday of all Fridays, folks! Friday, 5th, 2017. Wrapped everything up around 4:30 P.M., I cleared my office desk, and walked home along the deserted parking lot of the campus. Yes, I was feeling mentally exhausted yet excited. …
Sometimes when a mountain of scary essay grading awaits, I instead grab two dark Trader Joe’s chocolate almonds and pop them into my mouth. They say good things come in twos, right? I know I need a break and call Mr. Chi-Town. In his man cave, he’s happily messing with his beloved one called “stereo.” …
I was swamped! These past couple of weeks, I found myself at the bottleneck of the semester — can’t live, can’t die kind of a time. Me? Workaholic? Hehe, yea, kinda. Everything’s got to be just so. My international students mean a lot to me. So here I am like Arney, the Terminator. It feels …
Breakfast here in the Great Plains is usually a tall glass of green juice first thing in the morning. I do switch it up with eggs once in a while. I fondly remember a time when Mr. Chi-Town and I would hop on to Route 66 and head for our favorite Trading Post. We’d split …
Shameless? Indeed! So what? I went for seconds. And on top of that, I took a shot at this lovely, memorable slice of roasted chicken sitting cozily on a messy dinner plate. It’s my plate, so what? The white meat was super moist, super tender. The crispy skin had an interesting savory bits of spices …
Yikes! As it Cooks is 1, folks! Here’s my question for you. How did you or how would you celebrate your blog’s first anniversary? There are a few options. Nothing fancy. Bear in mind, it’s going to be in the Great Plains. Option 1: An inviting piece 0f dark chocolate and a juicy, fluffy raspberry …
Armed with a pair of thick-lensed glasses and a steady hand, my late father would grab a ready-for-the-pot pasture-raised hen or a rooster on certain Sunday mornings. Watching the rather cruel fowl raid, the rest of the hen gang would raise a ruckus! I wasn’t a happy camper. Our home-raised, pretty chicks were my pets. …
When I think of noodles, the thought of my late tiger mom’s old-fashioned, peasanty stir-fried “mee hoon”(thin rice noodles) comes to mind. They were just down-to-earth, and super delicious! In a hot wok, she’d toss the noodles with garlic, onions, bean sprouts, thin soy sauce, her very-own pasture-raised eggs, and fresh-off-the-boat prawns. Often she’d pack …
It’s post Valentine’s Day. Here in the Great Plains, it’s one of those grey helmet days. If you’d been here in the Great Plains last week, you’d know that it was a drop-dead gorgeous day on Valentine’s Day. “Tis another day in paradise” as Mr. Chi-Town would say. Coming from the tropics, I felt as …
Happy Valentine’s Day, darlings! I’m not really a big Valentine’s Day person. Gifts come and go. But memories linger. This might sound a little cheesy, but I do thrive on love, affection, thoughtfulness, caringness, and humor. Just knowing that I Love and I’m LOVED sweetens my day. Like sunshine. Like this pretty homemade moist Malaysian …